Blood of Mercury

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. ◇↓◇↓ fiction. ￥℉In the early morning of the third day, the twelve cardinals sat together in the Pope's Hall, the dim candlelight flickered only to illuminate the lower half of their faces.

A white-robed bishop in his thirties, holding his glasses, stood in front of the round table opposite Jupiter IV's position, and said aloud: "Cardinal Guderian de Attari, four votes"

"Cardinal Osset Tiamat, two votes"

"It is a pity that Cardinal Kasaka Mograine has six votes, and no one has obtained the required majority."

In the sixth position of the round table, closest to the white-robed bishop who was in charge of singing the votes, Kasaka, who placed his fingers on the table, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly tightened his fingers. into a fist.

He put his forehead on his fist, prayed the holy name of Tyre in a low voice, and then said something silently.

After the meeting was completely over, Kasaka lowered his head and left alone through the side door. After that, Ossis followed with some unease.

On the dark and unlit porch, Kasaka suddenly burst into flames, turned around abruptly, pressed his right forearm against Osset's throat, and pressed the strong old man firmly against the wall, while his left hand Then, under the concealment of his right arm, he pressed it on his chest, and the golden holy flame burned faintly in Kasaka's left fingertips and pupils.

"Wait, Kasaka calmly let me go"

Ossei's throat was hoarse, his hands clasped Kasaka's right hand tightly, and he said with difficulty: "It's really not me, I voted for you, really!"

And Kasaka was just silent. Staring at Ossus' eyes.

About five or six seconds passed before he suddenly released his right hand. The holy fire dissipated.

"I trust you. You're not like them. You signed a contract with me, and I don't think you're stupid enough to destroy yourself."

Kasaka lowered his head and said indifferently, not even in the mood to glance at Ossius.

After Kasaka left Ossius for half a meter, the dim holy flame on Oss's fingertips suddenly brightened. He quickly pressed the golden life to his throat and ironed it for three or four seconds before the pain on his face eased slightly.

Subsequently. He took two quick steps. Keeping up with Kasaka in front of him, he explained in a low voice: "You know, Kasaka, I can't betray you at all. No one can break the devil's contract, and I don't even have the ability to use magic against you. , any form of betrayal is prevented by the contract Kasaka, you can't believe me if you don't believe anyone."

"Well, I believe you."

Kasaka said softly, with no emotion in his voice: "There are two people who voted for you. Assuming that you voted for one of them, there must be a second person behind the second vote. Someone must be playing tricks. , who is misleading me, dividing the relationship between me and you. Then he takes the opportunity to benefit from it. Damn, if I hadn't signed a contract with you, maybe I was really misled. "

"I guess it's Chrisses. The heretic who sees the saint as the incarnation of Tyre's will."

Ossei guessed in his voice: "That guy is familiar with Cardinal Cardillon, and the two of them can just cast two votes. I almost fought him several times in the past two days, and I was going to put him My nephew was transferred to Northland, maybe he got the news from someone and turned his head to get revenge on me."

"impossible."

Kasaka denied without hesitation: "Even if he usually dresses like a saint, he is just a mortal with selfish desires. It is impossible for him to refuse my proposal."

"Really"

Ossis raised his eyebrows: "I'm curious. My lord. I thought Chrisses was the purest of us. Speaking of which, did you buy it with priesthood, treasure, or gold coins? he"

"It's none of your business."

Kasaka stopped suddenly and glanced back meaningfully.

"Don't be too nervous, I'm absolutely harmless to you." Ossi shrugged innocently.

"I hope so."

Kasaka finally gave him a cold look: "In fact, I probably have a goal in my heart. It should be Guderian who is to blame. He learned the news of the Pope's fall earlier than any of us. We have an extra week to prepare. It's normal that we can't win the first round outright."

"Then he wants you to turn your attention to me, and then take the time to win over those who have reached an agreement with you"

Ossis folded his arms in front of his chest, tilted his head and asked.

Kasaka nodded slowly: "Probably so. It is also possible that Guderian divided two of his own supporters to be responsible for disturbing the audiovisual. However, I should get seven votes in the first round of voting."

When Ossis heard this, he also realized something, and couldn't help sneering.

"Oh my lord, it seems that someone betrayed you." The strong old man said with a smile.

"I'll definitely find that guy."

Kasaka said in a low voice, "Ossyth, I'll give you a list in a moment, and you go get them in my name. We must act now, my brother."

"what about me"

Shira's voice came from the side.

In the curious eyes of Ossis, the figure of Xila slowly appeared from the other side of the corridor: "I'm sorry, it took some time to get rid of them. Do you have me, Mr. Casaka?"

"Of course you have a mission too, Sheila."

Kasaka raised his brows, and then handed another piece of paper to Xila: "There are three more bishops here. You and Ossis go to fight for them separately~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The benefit lies in their names. The latter are all benefits that they are absolutely unable to resist. If someone is very clear that they want to support Guderian, you can tell me their name and the reason for the specific answer. "

"You don't believe us?"

Without shyness, Osseth asked, "With all due respect, are you doubting me and Bishop Cyla?"

"Maybe. You've proved your innocence better than anything, and it's a good thing for you and me."

Kasaka lowered his eyes and his voice was hoarse: "If it's really Guderian behind the scenes, it can cause him a little trouble."

At the corner of the corridor behind Xila, a silver-haired young man in a black robe stood there silently, and the candlelight hit his shadow behind him, pulling out a long, almost deformed shadow. On his left hand, the golden ring of authority reflected the dim light of the candle.

"It's fortunate that I saw Xila, otherwise there will be an accident."

He chuckled, and a black-haired girl suddenly emerged from the shadow behind him, hugged him, and slowly sank into the shadow. To be continued.